The Day His Demands Broke My Water novel Chapter 30

In less than three days, I obtained evidence of the forged property title for Rowen Manor from Lawyer Peterson, and I also found Madeline Johanson's ex-husband.

I brought him to confront those two dogs when they were lying in bed, flirting with each other.

"You bitch! Didn't you say you were just using this man? How did you end up in bed with him? Dare to put a green hat on me? Let's see if I don't kill you!"

The man was nearly two meters tall, built like a bear.

In an instant, he flipped Kingsley Rowen over and slapped Madeline Johanson twice across the face.

Madeline Johanson fell to the ground, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"Honey... you have to believe me... I didn't do anything with him... Please, for all the money I transferred to you, please forgive me... don't hit me anymore..."

Kingsley Rowen froze, staring at her in disbelief.

"Is he really your husband? Didn't you say you were single? What do you mean by using me? What ‘millions'? Where did you get all that money? Don't tell me it's the startup funds I gave you to set up the company overseas?"

Madeline Johanson was too busy protecting her head from her husband's fists to answer his rapid-fire questions.

I coldly stared into Kingsley Rowen's eyes.

"She doesn't have time to answer, so let me speak for her."

With that, I threw a thick stack of documents at him.

The papers included wedding photos and everyday pictures of Madeline Johanson and her husband, as well as records of every large transfer she had made.

The so-called "company setup" was actually her tricking Kingsley Rowen out of money to pay off her husband's gambling debts.

Kingsley Rowen's hand shook uncontrollably as he flipped through the documents, his face turning as white as a corpse.

He mumbled to himself, "Impossible... This can't be..."

"Not shedding tears until you see the coffin? Is it that hard to admit you were blind?"

I sneered and then handed him a second stack of documents.

"This is Madeline Johanson's physical examination report from last month. Her uterus is still perfectly intact."

"The car accident I had wasn't an accident.

The driver was arranged by Madeline Johanson. Here's the chat record and the transfer details between her and that driver!"

Kingsley Rowen slowly lifted his head, his whole body trembling, eyes filled with despair, like a mad dog that had fallen into a well, gasping for air.

Madeline Johanson's husband, exhausted from hitting her, dragged her away like a dead dog.